“I had a bad dream last night about bad people,” Franny said, which is not an unusual statement around here.
“Oh yeah?” I said. I was dying to get into the shower, but you have to stop for these things. I could tell it was bursting out of her.
“I had a dream a bad person put Patty in the blender and turned it on!”
“Oh dear.”
“And you know who it was? SARAH PALIN!”
We were staring at this cover at the doctor’s office intently the other day. I had no idea until last night that there was flap over this cover and the fact that Palin has evident wrinkles. I had noticed that photos of Clinton had more or less ‘chopping while she was campaigning.
In Other News: Lewd Tomato
Don’t laugh. It could happen to you.
Hur. Lewd tomato is lewd.
I LOVE THAT TOMATO!!!!
And Franny’s dream is right. Palin can’t be trusted with this country. Let alone with very special stuffed rabbits.
Long Live Patty!
How dare she BLEND Patty!
Is she so stupid to not know that plushies don’t taste good? :D
That chicken-blending bitch. Good thing Madonna’s going to kick her ass for us.
Also, penis tomato says: C’MERE, BABEH.
Franny is a very astute young lady. Apparently the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. The tomato however..
Does Franny follow the news? I know most of the “grown-ups” I associate with would probably ask “Who is Sarah Palin?”
She suffers through NPR while I make dinner. To her credit, she seems interested. I was very surprised to have an interested eight-year-old listen to me explain how taxes work the other day. When I was a kid I just supported who my parents liked, but Franny seems to want to know the whys.
Suffer? NPR is the shit.